Let's celebrate the day with a tune from the Great American Songbook. Composed in 1937 by Richard Rogers and Lorenz Hart, this chilling rendition by Elvis Costello is from 1979.
Saturday, February 14, 2026
Sunday, February 26, 2023
Change Is Now
From The Byrds, one of my favorite bands in the 60s. I still like the band and their music, but wanted to write about the lyrics in this song; how they relate to their times and today.
Here are the full lyrics. Wait a minute! Don't forget to enjoy the music - the drone bass, Roger McGuinn's guitar solo which sounds like it was beamed in from outer space, the (unusual for the time) country music interlude, and the harmonies.
Change is now, change is now
Things that seemed to be solid are not
All is now, all is now
The time that we have to liveGather all that we can
Keep in harmony with love's sweet planTruth is real, truth is real
That which is not real does not exist
In and out roundabout
Dance to the day when fear it is goneGather all that we can
Keep in harmony with love's sweet planChange is now, change is now
Things that seemed to be solid are not
In and out roundabout
Dance to the day when fear it is gone
Fear it is gone
What does it mean?
Let's set the context. The Notorious Byrd Brothers album was released in January 1968 and recorded in the second half of 1967, just after the birth of hippiedom during The Summer of Love, and its lyrics reflect that sensibility.
Change is now, change is now
Things that seemed to be solid are not
All is now, all is now
The time that we have to live
Gather all that we can
Keep in harmony with love's sweet plan
Truth is real, truth is real
That which is not real does not exist
In and out roundabout
Dance to the day when fear it is gone
In loyalty to their kind
They cannot tolerate our minds
In loyalty to our kind
We cannot tolerate their obstruction!
A sentiment that would fit well in 2023 America.
Things deteriorated quickly in the late 1960s and early 70s. A year after Crown of Creation, the Airplane were preaching revolution, and the Black Panthers and Weathermen were rolling. Peace and love were over. The difference between that period and now was that the revolutionaries were mostly rejected by the institutions, though they were able to grab a beach head in academia which they would exploit over the next few decades. Today, people with those more revolutionary, intolerant, and violent beliefs are the ones running the institutions. We've gone from "Don't Trust The Man" to "Trust Authority and You're Fired If You Don't". It's why today is a much more dangerous time. For my reflections and personal experience with that earlier period read The Company You Keep.
Thursday, February 9, 2023
I Just Don't Know What To Do With Myself
With Burt Bacharach's passing at 94 the tributes are pouring in along with those lengthy lists of memorable songs. I've written twice about Burt in Is Christopher Walken The Burt Bacharach Of Acting? and on his wonderful 1990s collaboration with Elvis Costello, Painted From Memory.
Here are four favorites (lyrics on the first three by brilliant Hal David), starting with Colin Hay's version of I Just Don't Know What To Do With Myself.
Next up are two from Dionne Warwick, Anyone Who Had A Heart, with its odd-timing and rhythms (a Bacharach trademark), and Alfie, a simply sublime combination of musical composition, lyrics, and a perfect vocal, creating a very odd tune, and the title song for the movie which made Michael Caine, playing a rotten guy, a star.
Last is Burt and Elvis with the title song from their album Painted From Memory.
Monday, April 18, 2022
How Deep Is The Red?
From Elvis Costello's 2009 album, Secret, Profane and Sugarcane. Backed by country players with no drummer. How Deep Is The Red is a poignant tune, with a fine example of Elvis wordplay. The fiddle is by Stuart Duncan.
Is this is not a pretty tale? Is this not a riddle?
A bow shoots arrows through the air
A bow drags notes from a fiddle
But who is the beau of a young girl's heart?
That a king may send to battle
Friday, December 31, 2021
The Sharpest Thorn
And it's the same most every year
Ghosts of the dear departed are near
We raise our glasses and we cheer
Should old acquaintance disappear
Just as we wipe away a tear
From Elvis Costello and Allen Toussaint.
Thursday, November 11, 2021
Elvis
As the second step in my reintroduction to live music, last night I saw Elvis Costello for the ninth time since 1977. We go back a long way.
Elvis was backed up by the three-piece band, The Imposters, two-thirds of whom (Steve Nieve on keyboards and Pete Thomas on drums) have played with him since 1977. We all go back a long way.
First time at Arizona Federal Theater, a large venue with 5,000 seats. It wasn't a sellout but was pretty full. Good venue and I'd definitely go see other shows there.
No opening act. No encore. In between, Elvis and the Imposters played for 2 1/2 hours with more than 30 songs. A real hard rocking show. Eight of the songs were in the set list of that 1977 show:
Watching the Detectives (probably the finest version I've heard him do)
Alison
Mystery Dance
I Don't Want To Go To Chelsea
You Belong To Me
This Year's Model
Radio Radio
Pump It Up
Elvis' voice has lost some range and fullness since we last saw him in April 2016. Possibly attributable to age and/or his 2018 bout with aggressive prostate cancer requiring surgery and treatment, but he can still deliver a song.
Here's a clip from his Philadelphia show a couple of weeks ago. He closed with the same songs last night: Radio Radio, Alison, Pump It Up and What's So Funny 'Bout Peace Love and Understanding? Sound quality is poor, it was much more powerful in person last night.
Sunday, October 24, 2021
Candy
I don't watch college football but came across this disquisition on Halloween candy and European v American candy by Mississippi State coach Mike Leach. Much better than the usual postgame coach comments. Apparently, he is quite a character. (Courtesy of Super 70s Sports, the most entertaining account on Twitter.)
Imagine being the coach who just lost 45-6 to this guy. I’m just proud to be an American right now … pic.twitter.com/eE9wrgN4nl
— Super 70s Sports (@Super70sSports) October 24, 2021
And while we are in the subject of candy let's go back to the 80s for a little Cameo.
And how about Paul McCartney's collaboration with Elvis Costello?
Sunday, February 28, 2021
Rockin' The Rest
From 1990 on, the last part of the My Concert series (I'll continue to update this):
Mesa Arts Center
Rockin' The 80s
A belated third installment to the My Concerts series. Better do this before I forget more.
Concert going dropped off in the 80s, due to the intensity of work and the birth of our two children. What started me back was when my dad moved to Massachusetts in 1985 and during the summers worked at the ticket office at Great Woods in Mansfield, Ma where he got us some pretty good tickets for shows. I've probably forgotten a couple of others.
Saturday, December 26, 2020
St Stephen's Day Murders
Saint Stephen, considered the first Christian martyr, was stoned to death in 36 AD. He is celebrated on the second day of Christmastide, December 26, a day considered a holiday in several countries, including Ireland. One writer describes it as:
. . . the day where the previous day’s indulgences are to be dealt with, boarded up and cleaned out. It’s also the day where simmering tensions that may have been temporarily quelled by the season’s festivities start to arise, and the quickest way to assuage them is by drowning them in liquor and leftovers.
In 1991, Elvis Costello created his sardonic take on the day which he recorded with the great Irish band The Chieftains. Enjoy.
I knew of two sisters whose name it was Christmas
And one was named Dawn of course, the other one was named Eve.
I wonder if they grew up hating the season, The good will that lasts til the Feast of St. Stephen
For that is the time to eat, drink, and be merry,
Til the beer is all spilled and the whiskey has flowed.
And the whole family tree you neglected to bury,
Are feeding their faces until they explode.
There'll be laughter and tears over Tia Marias,
Mixed up with that drink made from girders.
Cause it's all we've got left as they draw their last breath,
Ah, it's nice for the kids, as you finally get rid of them,
In the St Stephen's Day Murders.
Uncle is garglin' a heart-breaking air,
While the babe in his arms pulls out all that remains of his hair.
And we're not drunk enough yet to dare criticize,
The great big kipper tie he's about to baptize.
With his gin-flavored whiskers and kisses of sherry,
His best Chrimbo shirt slung out over the shop.
While the lights from the Christmas tree blow up the telly,
His face closes in like an old cold pork chop.
And the carcass of the beast left over from the feast,
May still be found haunting the kitchen.
And there's life in it yet, we may live to regret,
When the ones that we poisoned stop twitchin'.
There'll be laughter and tears over Tia Marias,
Mixed up with that drink made from girders.
Cause it's all we've got left as they draw their last breath,
Ah, it's nice for the kids, as you finally get rid of them,
In the St Stephen's Day Murders.
Sunday, May 31, 2020
Opening The Show
While living in the Boston area I saw concerts by Elvis Costello & The Attractions on each of their first 4 U.S. tours between 1977 and 1980. I can't remember the first songs from the 1st and 3rd concerts but Elvis deployed both strategies effectively in the 2nd and 4th shows, both at the Orpheum Theater downtown.
In May 1978, Elvis opened with No Action, also the opening song on his recently released second album, This Year's Model featuring a fast pace, thunderous drumming, and sardonic lyrics (I don't wanna kiss you/ I don't wanna touch/ I don't wanna see you/ cause I don't miss you that much).
In contrast the 4th show started with the stage and theater completely dark. Suddenly out of the darkness, unaccompanied by any instruments came Elvis' voice, "laying about lying in bed/maybe it was something that I thought I'd said", the opening lines of Just A Memory (a song he'd originally written for Dusty Springfield, who later recorded it), soon to be joined by the beautiful piano playing of Steve Nieve of The Attractions. It was just Elvis and Steve for the entire song and it certainly caught everyone's attention.
Here are both tunes. The recorded version of Just A Memory begins with keyboards but the concert version began with Elvis' voice.
Saturday, November 24, 2018
Rockin' The 70s
1970s that is. A continuation of my post on concerts I attended during the 1970s. I'm certain I'm forgetting some from this decade.
May 23, 1970
Jefferson Airplane
U of Wisconsin Field House
Madison WI
From the date, this is probably the last thing I did in Madison before leaving. I spent my freshman year of college (1969-70) at the University of Wisconsin and then decided to drop out.
We sat in the bleachers in the field house for an afternoon show. The school year had been disrupted by demonstrations, strikes, and violence, and then collapsed in the wake of the Cambodia invasion and Kent State, so it was appropriate that it ended with the Jefferson Airplane in its peak craziness phase playing songs from the overwrought Volunteers album.
1970 or 71
The Kinks
Wesleyan University
Middletown CT
As readers know I am a yuuge Kinks fan. My dim recollection is this was a typically shambolic Kinks show - they were probably drunk - in a gym where we sat in the floor. That's all I got for you.
June 26, 1971
Allman Brother Band
J Geils Band
Albert King
Fillmore East
East Village
Manhattan NY
Last night of the Fillmore East. Amazing show. Went to hear J Geils and Albert King (who were wonderful) but came out a fan of the Allman Brothers who were astonishing - they hit the trifecta with Hot 'Lanta, Whipping Post, and most of all, In Memory Of Elizabeth Reed. Here's my full recollection. As I left the first show that night I walked past the future Mrs THC who was in line for the second show.
1971 or 72
Chick Correa
Clark University
Worcester MA
Held in a lounge area on campus. Was not familiar with the pianist at the time but really enjoyed it.
1971 or 72
Jesse Colin Young
Clark University
Worcester MA
One of the most underrated bands of the 60s was The Youngbloods, founded by Jesse Colin Young, who did one of the best, and least known, songs of the 60s - Darkness, Darkness. By the early 70s, Jesse embarked on a solo career. The man had a gorgeous voice.
1972 or 73
John Lee Hooker
Sir Morgan's Cove
Worcester MA
The legendary king of the one chord boogie (for more read this THC post). Great show. The man was an intimidating presence.
The venue was a small club in Worcester, where acts usually played for 4 or 5 nights in a row. In another incarnation, after Sir Morgan's moved down the street and changed its name, it was where The Rolling Stones launched their 1981 US tour with a surprise tune up.
(Yep, this is the place)
July 1972
The Rolling Stones
Stevie Wonder
Madison Square Garden
Manhattan NY
The Exile On Main St tour. In the balcony for this sold-out show. At the time I liked Stevie Wonder but was not a true fan. Today, I am and have a lot of his music in my iTunes library. The Stones were good, not great. Towards the end of the show they turned the lights on in the Garden and the crowd went nuts for the rest of the concert.
August 1972
The Kinks
Dr Hook & The Medicine Show
Berkeley Community Theater
Berkeley CA
Another Kinks show I don't remember well except they did a lot of material from their fine Muswell Hillbillies record. Dr Hook & The Medicine Show were best known for On The Cover Of Rolling Stone and the execrable Sylvia's Mother.
1972 or 1973
James Cotton Blues Band
Sir Morgan's Cove
Worcester MA
I also saw at least one other, perhaps two shows at the Cove; pretty certain one was Les McCann, and the other may have been Muddy Waters.
Cotton, who passed in 2017, was one of the finest harmonica players, and a talented singer and songwriter. Here he is.
Fall 1974
Al Stewart
Orpheum Theater
Boston MA
Stewart performed the historical songs from his Past, Present, and Future album. The emotional highlight was Road To Moscow, his epic song of the Eastern Front in World War Two (and the subject of one of THC longest posts, The Annotated Roads To Moscow), backed by a three part screen spanning most of the stage showing scenes from that conflict, capped by projecting a photo across all the screens of Alexander Solzhenitysn as former soldier, imprisoned in the Gulag; a climax given added poignancy with the publishing of The Gulag Archipelago in December 1973 and Solzhenitsyn's expulsion from the Soviet Union the following February.
The Orpheum was the big rock concert hall in Boston, where established acts came to perform.
December 9, 1974
Genesis
Orpheum Theater
Boston MA
The Lamb Lies Down On Broadway tour, the last before Peter Gabriel left, leading eventually to the band's superb prog rock drummer, Phil Collins, becoming its front man for the recharged and more pop oriented Genesis of the 1980s. I was a fan of early Genesis except did not care for the Lamb Lies Down on Broadway. Bizarre show with Gabriel wearing his odd costumes; the highlight came at the end - The Musical Box from the 1971 Nursery Cryme album - watch and behold the glory and absurdity of peak prog rock! Here ya go, and don't miss the last three minutes.
1975-78
Jonathan Edwards
Multiple venues in Boston area
From 1975 to 1978 I lived in Maynard, MA and two of my roommates were full time musicians. One had just started as pianist and arranger for Jonathan Edwards. Edwards had one big hit, Sunshine, in 1971, but remained a popular live act, particularly in New England. I saw Jonathan and the band play several times and they put on a great show. Unfortunately, I can't find any video from this time period. Kenny White was, and is, an incredibly talented pianist. He went on to a two decade career arranging and producing commercials, many of which you will remember, and for the last 15 years has pursued a solo career and is currently opening for Stephen Stills and Judy Collins on their tour. Jonathan is also the link connecting me with Elvis Costello (for more see below).
Sometime between 1975 and 1978
BB King
Worcester MA
What a pleasure listening to that man play and sing. There were better guitarists but no one ever had a sweeter tone.
February 20, 1975
Roxy Music
Orpheum Theater
Boston MA
One of my favorite 70s band. Wild and loopy stuff. By the end of the decade their shtick became boring. To sample the work of Bryan Ferry and the gang try Do The Strand, A Song For Europe, and In Every Dream Home A Heartache.
1976 or 1977
NRBQ
Cambridge MA
The New Rhythm and Blues Quartet. A regional Northeast favorite for many years, featuring Al Anderson on lead guitar. Raucous and fun. This was the best I could find on YouTube but doesn't really capture their full power.
December 9 or 10, 1977
Elvis Costello & The Attractions
ParadiseClub
Boston MA
You can read how I learned about Elvis, and that first show here. He was electrifying.
Just came across this audio of the December 9 show. This is not exactly the playlist we heard so I think we were there on the 10th. He played every song listed but at least one other, (I Don't Want To Go To) Chelsea. To understand what it was like, listen to the last two songs, Lipstick Vogue and Watching The Detectives, starting at 31:40, though the audio understates how loud The Attractions were that night.
The Paradise Club opened on September 22, 1977 and was up Commonwealth Avenue, just beyond Boston U. Seating a few hundred (my recollection is less than 500) it was where bands on their first US tours often played.
May 4, 1978
On the heels of This Year's Model, Elvis and the band were quickly back in Boston playing a much bigger venue. Another show filled with tension and excitement. Elvis was beginning to master how to control large audiences. Nick Lowe was good. Mink DeVille was not.
June 18, 1978
The Jam
Lyceum Ballroom
London UK
There were two other forgettable bands on the bill for this show headlined by The Jam, who I already knew from In The City. Concert was sold out. We stood at back for entire show.
I had arrived in Europe in late May, not returning until the end of September, and spending time in France, UK, Italy, and Greece. The future Mrs THC was in Paris. Had a friend living in London and went to see him and another U.S. friend who came over and the three of us went to the Lyceum.
Summer 1978
Doc Watson
Paris France
I fell in love with Doc's voice and guitar playing a few years before by listening to Will The Circle Be Unbroken. His warm speaking and singing voice enveloped the listener. Seeing him live was a similar experience. His son, Merle, played with him. Can't find information on the location. We ended up seated next to some French guys my age who were learning to play baseball under the tutelage of an American coach. A few days later I met up with them at the Bois de Boulogne to play some ball.
February 23, 1979
Dire Straits
Paradise Club
Boston MA
In the fall of 1978 I heard songs by two new bands that immediately captured me. The first, Roxanne by The Police, the second, Sultans of Swing by Dire Straits. When Mark Knopfler's band came to Boston for the first show on its first US tour I had to see them.
March 29, 1979
Elvis Costello & The Attractions
Squeeze
Orpheum Theater
Boston MA
The acoustics were lousy for this concert, so it's the only of the eight times seeing Elvis I left disappointed. Too bad, because Squeeze were on the bill and did not impress me since could not hear them well, though I later became a fan. Elvis would totally redeem himself with a masterful performance upon returning to the Orpheum in 1981.
[ADDED: I mixed this up. Squeeze opened the 1981 show. Elvis was good but did not meet the high expectations set by his first two shows.]
Summer/Fall 1979 (?)
Boomtown Rats
Paradise Club
Boston MA
Uncertain about the time here, could have been in '80. An Irish Band, fronted by Bob Geldorf. Their only hit in the US was I Don't Like Mondays, but I preferred Rat Trap, their attempt at a Bruce Springsteen anthem.
1973-79
The Boston Bands
During this period I saw a lot of fine local acts in Cambridge and Boston bars, like the Pousette Dart Band and Zamcheck, but remember most The Estes Boys, a popular country rock band, because my other roommate musician, Eli Nelson, played pedal steel in the group. Went to many of their gigs, many of them at Jonathan Swift's, a bar in Harvard Square, at one of which I sat with Red Sox pitcher, Bill "Spaceman" Lee, who was very funny, and very hammered. This is what the Estes Boys sounded like. Eli went on to play pedal steel on tour with Mickey Gilley's Urban Cowboy Band.
Monday, September 24, 2018
I Don't Want To Go To Chelsea
I don't want to check your pulse/ I don't want nobody elseFrom Elvis Costello & The Attractions circa 1978. Ah, the good old days, when Elvis sung of fear, suspicion, self-loathing, and vengeance.
Friday, February 9, 2018
Rock Kidney Song
From 30 Rock featuring Sheryl Crow, Elvis Costello, Mary J Blige, Norah Jones, Adam Levine, Moby, Michael McDonald, Wyclef Jean, Robert Randolph, Cindy Lauper, and the Beastie Boys.
Sunday, January 14, 2018
Painted From Memory
Here are some favorites:
This House Is Empty Now posing the memorable lyrical question, "does the extinguished candle care about the darkness?"
Toledo
You hear her voice
"How could you do that?"
Painted From Memory
Those eyes
I try to capture
They are lost to me now forever
They smile for someone else
Such Unlikely Lovers
I'm not saying that there will be violins
But don't be surprised if they appear
Playing in some doorway
Still I can't believe that this is happening
Friday, April 14, 2017
You Belong To Me
Elvis Costello & The Attractions; the early years. May 1978. THC saw them perform on this tour.
Saturday, April 9, 2016
The Detour Tour
(from AZCentral)This was a solo Elvis show (he's calling it The Detour Tour) consisting of him telling many stories and playing piano and guitar (many guitars, in fact) in the course of singing about 30 songs over 2 1/2 hours, all backed by entertaining videos, including one of his father, who Elvis resembles in looks and mannerisms, leading his band and singing If I Had A Hammer on an early 1960s British TV show.
(Ross McManus, Elvis' Dad)
Elvis opened with an eerie version of Lipstick Vogue, which THC thought could not be done well solo, but he was wrong. He was joined for several songs by the Lovell sisters of Larkin Poe (the opening act) and then, for the last two songs, by a surprise guest, Nils Lofgren, who added some wonderful guitar work.
His back catalogue of top-notch songs is so large he could have done another two shows of equal quality with an entirely different set list.
(from AZ Central)This long review from AZCentral captures the spirit of the evening. Some excerpts:
Detour, as the show was billed, featured Costello alone on assorted guitars and piano singing songs and telling stories that were frequently hilarious but also deeply moving on occasion
It’s a format that works for a number of reasons. One, he’s clearly got the voice to fill a room (or reach inside your chest and tear your heart out when required). Two, his catalog is rich with songs that lend themselves to that “unplugged” approach, aside from which the man has always had a knack for recasting familiar songs in unexpected lights.
But perhaps the main reason Costello is better at this kind of format than any performer I’ve seen is that he’s got the personality to keep you entertained from start to finish. He’s kind of a kook -- with a dry British wit and a well-honed sense of the absurd.
(Ikeda Theater) Saturday, March 26, 2016
Getting Sardonic With Elvis (Vol 3)
So there he was on a water bedGod's Comic
Drinking a cola of a mystery brand
Reading an airport novelette
Listening to Andrew Lloyd Webber's "Requiem"
He said before it had really begun
"I prefer the one about my son
I've been wading through all of this unbelievable junk
And wondering if I should have given the world to the monkeys"
So you bay for the boy in the tiger skin trunksDeep Dark Truthful Mirror
They set him up, set him up on the stool
He falls down, he falls down like a drunk
And you drink till you drool
And it's his story you'll flatter
You'll stretch him out like a saint
But the canvas that he splattered
Will be the picture that you never paint
Ever since you left I have been trying toMy Brave Face (composed with Paul McCartney)
Compose a "baby, will you please come home?" note, meant for you
As I clear away another untouched TV dinner
From the table I laid for two
Here lie the records that she scratchedSo Like Candy (composed with Paul McCartney)
And on the sleeve I find a note attached
And it's so like Candy
"My Darling Dear it's such a waste"
She couldn't say "goodbye, but I admire your taste"
And it's so like Candy
She was smitten from the firstMy Mood Swings
By a curious fellow
She said "I love the way you talk"
And with her flounce she announces
"I love the way that you pronounce it - marshmallow"
Well he looked like one of those
Who would take off his clothes
Like he would peel a tangerine
No one's been known to decline this
Once he has found out what your sign is
Oh, if I could just become forgetfulThis House Is Empty Now (composed with Burt Bacharach)
When night seems endless
Does the extinguished candle care
About the darkness?
Maybe I was washed out
Like a lip-print on his shirt
Since I lost the power to pretend
That there could ever be a happy ending
That song is sung out
This bell is rung outGod Give Me Strength (composed with Burt Bacharach)
And so this had to bePainted From Memory (composed with Burt Bacharach)
Painted from memory
Funny, now I can see
How looks can be deceiving
And it's the same every yearTears At the Birthday Party (composed with Burt Bacharach)
Seems that I remember it as something more
But you know how children can grow, so strange
I still adore you
What if we never learn from our mistakes?
But then, you'll never know how my heart aches
And you're such a people personAlibi
Alibi, alibi
And I will be true to you forever
Alibi, alibi
But you're stupid and you're lazy
Alibi, alibi
Maybe we can make the future better
Alibi, alibi
You don't fit the body that you're trapped in
Alibi, alibi
Papa's got a brand new
Alibi, alibi
But if I've done something wrong there's no "ifs and buts"
'Cos I love you just as much as I hate your guts
Bells are chiming for victory45
There's a page back in history
45
They came back to the world that they fought for
Didn't turn out just like they thought
45
Nine years later a child is born
There's a record, so you put it on
45
Nine years more, if we're lucky now
Nine-year-old puts his money down
45
Every scratch, every click, every heartbeat
Every breath that I held for you
45
There's a stack of shellac and vinyl
Which is yours now and which is mine?
45
Bass and treble heal every hurt
There's a rebel in a nylon shirt
But the words are a mystery, I've heard
'Til you turn it down to 33 and a 1/3
If only dust could gather into lines of chalkDust
Around a silhouette detective fiction walks
For it's the only witness that can testify
Can I spit out the truth?
Or would you rather just swallow a lie?
One wine-bar vamp with the polythene face15 Petals
Ein Panzer Kommander with no hair in place
The crooked battalions drilled holes in the square
"Abel was able," so Vivian saidThe Delivery Man
Her shoulders flung forward
Her lips in a purse
She talks like the beauty that she never was
Of the fabulous wild nights that she never has
In a certain light he looked like Elvis
In a certain way he feels like Jesus
Everyone dreams of him just as they can
But he's only the humble Delivery Man
Geraldine blushes and brushes away
The cigarette ashes that Vivian scatters
Stares out of the window at the things that she says
While gossip within her competes the widow
Ever since he's gone, she feels like crying all the time
She knows for sure, Vivian is lying
Now she has a daughter to raise as she can
And she just wouldn't trust that Delivery Man
Ivy puts down the ghost story she's reading
Looks up at that face on the wall
Thinking about how her father lay bleeding
Shot in the back 'cos orders were misleading
And how a flag and a medal don't have any meaning
On the 5th of July as they tore down the fair
And he'd seen all the local girls who were worth kissing
With the smell of the gunpowder still in air
They noticed that Abel and Ivy were missing
In a certain light he looked like Elvis
In a certain way he seemed like Jesus
He said "Why can't you be kind to me like you were meant to be?
When they let me out, I had a brand new identity
Now everyone dreams of me just as they can
I want to be your Delivery Man"
In a certain light he looked like Elvis
In a certain way he seemed like Jesus
In a certain light he looked like Elvis
In a certain way he felt like Jesus
Is this is not a pretty tale?How Deep Is The Red?
Is this not a riddle?
A bow shoots arrows through the air
A bow drags notes from a fiddle
But who is the beau of young girl's heart?
Now if you catch my eye and you find that it runs down your legSulphur To Sugarcane
It's like striking a match pretty hard upon a powder keg
They tell you from the borders to the waters of the gulf
If you take all the sugar you will end up in the sulphur
The women in Poughkeepsie
Take their clothes off when they're tipsy
But in Albany, New York
They love the filthy way I talk
Until they gargle with the finest champagne
They can't get the grape and the grain
It's not very far from Sulphur to Sugarcane
Up in Syracuse
I was falsely accused
But I'm not here to hurt you
I'm here to steal your virtue
Down in Bridgeport
The women will kill you for sport
But in Worcester, Massachusetts
They love my sauce
The women in Poughkeepsie
Take their clothes off when they're tipsy
But I hear in Ypsilanti
They don't wear any panties
Once they gargle with the finest champagne
They hitch up their skirts and exclaim
It's not very far, sugar
It's not very far, sugar
Pour a little sugar on me, sugar
It's not very far from Sulphur to Sugarcane
Monday, March 7, 2016
Gettin' Sardonic With Elvis Costello (Vol. 2)
Sheep to the slaughterBig Sister's Clothes
Oh, I thought this must be love
All your sons and daughters
In a stranglehold with a kid glove
She's got eyes like saucers
Oh, you think she's a dish
She is the blue chip
That belongs to the big fish
The little corporal got in the wayShot With His Own Gun
And he got hit by an emotional ricochet
It's a bit more now than dressing up dolly
Playing house seems so melancholy
On your marks, man, ready, set
Let's get loaded and forget
All the muscles flex and the fingers curlStrict Time
And a cold sweat breaks out on the sweater girl
Oh, he's all hands, don't touch that dial
The courting cold war weekend witch trial
The teacher never told you anything but white liesNew Lace Sleeves
But you never see the lies and you believe
Oh, you know you have been captured
You feel so civilized
And you look so pretty in your new lace sleeves
Love on the never never dreams don't come cheapWhite Knuckles
I don't close my eyes when I go to sleep
You need protection from the physical art of conversationYou'll Never Be A Man
Though the fist is mightier than the lip it adds the aggravation
Are you so superior, are you in much pain
Are you made out of porcelain?
When they made you they broke the cast
Don't wanna be first, I just wanna last
The long arm of the lawClubland
Slides up the outskirts of town
Curious women running after curious menPretty Words
Curiosity didn't kill the cat, it was a poisoned pen
But there's not much choice between a cruel mouth
And a jealous voice
Well, well, fancy that
Millions murdered for a kiss me quick
Almost blue, it's almost touchingAlmost Blue
It will almost do
There is part of me that's always true, always
Not all good things come to an end
Now it is only a chosen few
It's the last thing I want to doBoy With A Problem
Pull the curtains on me and you
Pull the carpet from under love
Pull out like young lovers do
You swore you wouldn't shout
If it's not your punch, then it's your pout
I crept out last night behind your back
The little they know might be the piece I lack
Came home drunk, talking in circles
The spirit is willing, but I don't believe in miracles
I feel like a boy with a problem
I can't believe you've forgotten
Sleeping with forgiveness in your heart for me
We fight so frailKid About It
Making love tooth and nail
You give me the kiss of my life
I might even live to tell the tale
I would have waited all my lifeLittle Savage
Just to make love out of something other than spite
But the beauty is the beast you're baiting
Should be really worth the waiting
History repeats the old conceitsBeyond Belief
The glib replies, the same defeats
Keep your fingers on important issues
With crocodile tears and a pocket full of tissues
Charged with insults and flattery
Her body moves with malice
Do you have to be so cruel to be callous?
She said that she was working for the ABC NewsBrilliant Mistake
It was as much of the alphabet as she knew how to use
Her perfume was unspeakable
It lingered in the air
Like her artificial laughter
Her mementos of affairs
It was a fine idea at the time
Now it's a brilliant mistake
OK, a warning before this next one. The lyrics are creepy; add the music and it becomes the scariest love song you'll ever hear. Awhile ago, THC featured Fiona Apple doing a completely psycho version. You can guess the title.
Oh my baby, baby, I love you more than I can tell
I don't think I can live without you and I know that I never will
Oh my baby, baby, I want you so it scares me to death
I can't say anymore than I love you, everything else is a waste of breath
I want you, you've had your fun, you don't get well no more
I want you, your fingernails go dragging down the wall
Be careful, darling, you might fall
I want you, I woke up and one of us was crying
I want you, you said, "Young man, I do believe you're dying"
I want you, if you need a second opinion as you seem to do these days
I want you, you can look in my eyes and you can count the ways
I want you, did you mean to tell me but seem to forget?
I want you, since when were you so generous and inarticulate?
I want you, it's the stupid details that my heart is breaking for
It's the way your shoulders shake and what they're shaking for
I want you, it's knowing that he knows you now after only guessing
It's the thought of him undressing you or you undressing
I want you, he tossed some tattered compliment your way
I want you and you were fool enough to love it when he said, "I want you"
I want you, the truth can't hurt you, it's just like the dark
It scares you witless but in time you see things clear and stark
I want you, go on and hurt me then we'll let it drop
I want you, I'm afraid I won't know where to stop
I want you, I'm not ashamed to say, "I cried for you"
I want you, I want to know the things you did that we do too
I want you, I want to hear he pleases you more than I do
I want you, I might as well be useless for all it means to you
I want you, did you call his name out as he held you down?
I want you, oh no, my darling, not with that clown, I want you
I want you, you've had your fun, you don't get well no more
I want you
I want you
I want you, every night when I go off to bed and when I wake up
I want you, I'm going to say it once again 'til I instill it
I am goin', goin' feel this way until you kill it
I want you
I want you
I want you
Wednesday, February 10, 2016
Gettin' Sardonic With Elvis Costello (Vol. 1)
(from seventiesmusic) To paraphrase Keith Moon, Elvis Costello is the best Elvis Costello-style lyricist of the rock era, by turns sardonic, witty, caustic and king of the put-down of himself, and others. Add in a large vocabulary, (his first compliation of published music and lyrics was entitled "A Singing Dictionary"), and a love of wordplay and puns (see, for example, Girls Talk, below) and you've got a great package for a lyricist if you like those attributes, as THC does (for more on THC's experience with Elvis read this). As the years went by, he also added a dose of tenderness into his verse.
In this post, we'll give you some excerpts from the early Elvis, drawing from albums released from 1977 though 1981. Some pop lyrics don't sound as good, once they are separated from the music. These do.
I said, "I'm so happy, I could die"(The Angels Wanna Wear My) Red Shoes
She said, "Drop dead",
Then left with another guy
You snatch a tune, you match a cigaretteWatching The Detectives
She pulls the eyes out with a face like a magnet
I don't know how much more of this I can take
She's filing her nails, while they're dragging the lake
You think you're alone until you realize you're in it
Fear is here to stay
Love is here for a visit
All of your family had to kill to surviveWelcome To The Working Week
And they're still waiting for their big day to arrive
But if they knew how I felt they'd bury me alive
I could tell by the nights when I was lonely
And you were the only one who'd come
I could tell you that I like your sensitivity
When you know it's the way that you walk
Why do you have to say that there's always someoneMiracle Man
Who can do it better than I can?
But don't you think that I know
That walking on the water, won't make me a miracle man?
Well, I see you got a husband nowAlison
Did he leave your pretty fingers lying in the wedding cake?
You used to hold him right in your hands
I'll bet he took all he could take
Sometimes I wish that I could stop you from talking
When I hear the silly things that you say
Alison, I know this world is killing you
Alison, my aim is true
I remember when the lights went outMystery Dance
And I was trying to make it look like it was never in doubt
She thought that I knew, and I thought that she knew
The both of us were willing, but we didn't know how to do it
I was down under the covers in the middle of the night
Trying to discover my left foot from my right
You can see those pictures, in any magazine
But what's the use of looking, when you don't know what they mean?
Why don't you tell me 'bout the mystery dance?
You're upstairs with the boyfriendI'm Not Angy
While I'm left here to listen
I hear you calling his name
I hear the stutter of ignition
I got this cam'ra click, click, clickin' in my head
I know what you're doin'
I know where you been
I know where, but I don't care
Cause there's no such thing as an original sin
I'm not angry
I'm not angry, anymore
We were waiting for the end of the worldWaiting For The End Of The World
Dear Lord, I sincerely hope you're coming
Cause you really started something
Sometimes I call you, when I know you're not lonelyNo Action
But I always disconnect it in time
I keep thinking about your motherThe Beat
Oh, I don't want to lick them
I don't wanna be a lover
I just wanna be your victim
I don't go out much late at night
I don't go out much at all
Did you think you were the only one
That was waiting for a call?
No, don't ask me to apologize
I won't ask you to forgive me
If I'm gonna go down
You're gonna come with me
Hand In Hand
Lip service is all you'll ever get from meLip Service
Don't say you love me, when it's just a rumourLipstick Vogue
Don't say a word if there is any doubt
Sometimes I think that love is just a tumour
You've got to cut it out
You say you're sorry for the things that you've done
You say your sorry but you know you don't mean it
I wouldn't worry, I had so much fun
Sometimes I almost feel just like a human being
Maybe they've told you
You were only a girl in a million
You say I got no feelings
This is a good way to kill them
You got a lot to say
Well, I'm not joking
There are some words they don't allow to be spoken
There are so many people to seeAccidents Will Happen
So many people you can check up on and add to your collection
But they keep you hanging on
Until you're well hung
Your mouth is made up but your mind is undone
Accidents will happen
We only hit and run
He used to be your victim
Now he's not the only one
Accidents will happen
We only hit and run
I don't want to hear it
Cause I know what I've done
But you tease and you flirtGreen Shirt
And you shine all the buttons on your green shirt
You can please yourself
But somebody's gonna get it
I could be a corporal, into corporal punishmentGoon Squad
Or the general manager of a large establishment
They pat some good boys on the back and put some to the rod
But I never thought they'd put me on the goon squad
Photographs of fancy tricks(I Don't Want To Go To) Chelsea
To get your kicks at sixty six
He thinks of all the lips that he licks
And all the girls that's gonna fix
She gave a little flirt, gave herself a little cuddle
But there's no place here for the mini-skirt waddle
Capital punishment, she's last year's model
They call her Natasha, but she looks like Elsie
I don't want to go to Chelsea
Oh no, it does not move me
Even though I've seen the movie
I don't want to check your pulse
I don't want nobody else
I don't want to go to Chelsea
The word upon everyone's lip stickGirls Talk
That you're dedicated
You may not be an old-fashioned girl
You're still going to get dated
She said, "I catch you taking liberties,Crawling To The U.S.A.
And they do not impress me
Attach me to your credit card
And then you can undress me"
I wish I had your confidenceWednesday Week
It's love and not coincidence
Do you say these words to everyone?
You're fantastic, you're terrific
Your excellence is almost scientific
You took the words out of my mouth
You put your tongue into my cheek
But I'd better lose my memory by Wednesday week
Big tears mean nothingBig Tears
You can count them as they fall
Big tears mean nothing
When you're lying in your coffin
Tell me, who's been taken in?
Layin' about, lying in bedJust A Memory
Maybe it was something that I thought I'd said
With the tempo of today
And the temptation of tomorrow
I could give you anything but sorrow
Maureen and Stan at the skating rinkGhost Train
Looking for the drummer who threw up in the sink
Laughing and singing, dressed up like dice
Maybe they could freeze to death out there on the ice
You've never been this farThe Imposter
You've always been too smart
And you know all our boys
Are really girls at heart
This is your big decision
Hope you're not disappointed
He's got double vision
When you want him double jointed
If there's anything that you wantPossession
If there's anything that you need
There's no need, to be evasive
Money talks, and it's persuasive
Now you're sending me your best wishes
Signed with love and vicious kisses
You lack lack, you're so lackluster
Is that all the strength you can muster?
Down on the mainspring, listen to the tick-tockNew Amsterdam
Clock all the faces who move in on your block
Twice shy and dog tired because you've been bitten
Everything you say now sounds like it was ghost-written
I was looking at the black and white worldBlack And White World (undoubtedly inspired by Pictures of Lily from The Who)
Trying to name some pin-up
Those days, she was just a beautiful girl
Now she's framed and hung up
I though she was young until
I saw her last night in close detail
Though they all fade away, when you're so pale
It's more than just a physical attraction
It starts with a face and ends up a fixation
But you're never gonna feel a fraction
Of the way it used to work on your imagination
The subtle touch of authorityTemptation
Will take you anytime down to the station
You say that is all right by me
Now you're living with the curse of sophistication
You're just itching to break her secret laws
As you go from claws to clause
Give me temptation
